MIA

Posted in Uncategorized on July 27, 2008 by poeticrymes

OMG it’s been over a month since I posted anything!!!! lol all is well everyone I just been a little busy doing somethings  there is alot in store for poeticrymes.wordpress.com. I’m going to be bringing alot of new things to the site so be on the look out for it!! also there has been alot going on with What Goes Around Comes Around thanks to 3peasnapod productions :) check them out  at www.youtube.com/makinthamovie or www.3peasnapod.com I’ll tell you more about that when the time gets closer so stay tuned and see what’s in store!

until next time

-Poetic Rymes

What Goes Around Comes Around On The Real Talk With Real Women Show!!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on June 28, 2008 by poeticrymes

Hey everybody this past friday   was the premiere of What Goes Around Comes Around on the Real Talk With Real Women Show. I had a great time doing this  and I want to thank all those who were involved and showed support to this event :). below I’ll post the link to the show check it out and let me know what you think! oh and be on the look out for the sequel What Goes Around Comes Back Around Tenfold. Poetic Rymes I’m out 1

http://www.blogtalkradio.com/rtrw/2008/06/28/freestyle-friday

Call Me Poetic Rymes

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , on June 24, 2008 by poeticrymes

Call me poetic
And call it revolution when I ryme.
Call me poetic
Because I speak whats on my mind.
Call me poetic
And call it the truth when I ryme.
Call me poetic
Because I speak against the crime.
Call me poetic
And call it expression when I ryme.
Call me poetic
Because I’m fresh with every line.
Call me poetic
And call it ill when I ryme.
Call me poetic
Because I deliver every time.
Call me poetic
And call it gutta when I ryme.
Call me poetic
Because my words will blow your mind.
Call me poetic
And call it hood when I ryme.
Call me poetic
Because i said it.
Call me Poetic Rymes,
I promise you wont regret it.

What Goes Around Comes Around On The Real Talk With Real Women Show!!!!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on June 23, 2008 by poeticrymes

What goes Around Comes Around will be preformed live on The Real Talk With Real Women Show!!!!(www.blogtalkradio.com/rtrw) So go show support and check it out June 27 at 10 pm central time 11 pm Eastern and Check out the other shows From the hosts Netta and Jaxx it is a wonderful Show :)


www.blogtalkradio.com/rtrw
photo courtesy of Snow Redd :)

Poverty In My Eyes

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , on June 21, 2008 by poeticrymes

Hello everyone! just comin’ through to share a two part poem I wrote, it’s called Poverty In My Eyes (America) and (Africa).  So check it out and let me know what you think ! Poetic Rymes 1 p.s I recently updated my other blog so go check that out also www.poeticrymes.blogspot.com

Poverty In My Eyes (America)

The government dont give a damn about me,

Shit if they did I would’nt live within all this poverty.

My mother is too busy fightin’ her own demons to worry about mine

My father never cared about me nor did he have the time.

I look out my window and all I see is destruction and crime.

I tried goin’ to school but for what?

Them books aint gonna stop my brothers and sisters from goin’ hungry at night.

Every single day I open my door I have another battle to fight,

Whether it’s holdin’ on to my last bit of Sanity,

Keepin’ my sobriety,

Or tryin’ to understand this thing we call society.

I find myself lost in this struggle,

Just to get by I have two jobs i gotta juggle.

I dont understand this thing we call life

All I ever got out of it  was a whole bunch of bullshit,

Pain and strife.

And so I say this to you as the end of my cry,

This is poverty in my eyes!

 

Poverty In My Eyes (Africa)

They came and burnt our village today,

With no remorse and nothing to say.

The children went too bed hungry last night,

It kills me to see this sight.

They killed my brother,

Raped my sister,

Beat my mother,

And imprisoned my father.

To fight back I dont even bother

Because all who have tried,

Simply died.

I don’t know how much longer I can endure this struggle,

And so I have to say this loud and not suttle.

They are trying to settle the score,

For a war they don’t even remember why they are fighting.

Meanwhile people are dying,

Children are crying,

And HIV is on the rise.

So as I say this to you I realize

This is poverty in my eyes!

 

 

What Goes Around Comes Around

Posted in Screen Plays on June 6, 2008 by poeticrymes

Hey everyone!! just coming through to post my first attempt at a screen play, it was very difficult but I got through it. So let me know what you think of it alright. - Poetic Rymes

 

What Goes Around Comes Around

 

 

Act I Scene 1

 

At the Cadillac Inn Demitrus and Shawn are lying in bed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Demitrus:  Why do you want to keep us a secret?

 

Shawn:  How many times do we have to go through this. I’ve already explained this to you.

Demitrus:  Well explain it again because it’s sounding like a whole bunch of bull [rolls his eyes].

Shawn: Look Demitrus or Dymond or whatever you want to call yourself, I don’t have to explain anything to you. [Starts putting on clothes]

Demitrus:  Where are you going?

Shawn: I got to go home and get back to my wife and my life. [Slams door behind him]

 

Act I Scene 2

Starts off in a living room. A beige plush couch sits in down right stage position; Shugah is sitting on the couch with a telephone to her ear.

 

Spyce: Shugah are gonna let me stay with you or not? You know Mookie put us out.

Shugah: Okay but I’m only you stay here because of my niece and nephew.

Spyce:  So does it have to be like that? You can’t do it for your own sister!

Shugah You’ve already caused enough turmoil in my life I don’t need any more Spyce.

Spyce: get over yourself Shugah I never did anything too you.

Shugah:  Leave all of that BS in the ghetto where you came from.

Spyce: If I recall we grew up in the same projects together, just because you married Shawn and your living good now you wanna act all bourgeois. Without Shawn you ain’t nothing but a hood rat.

Shugah: [Sucks teeth] whatever, I don’t have time to argue with you right now.  Shawn just walked through the door. [Shugah hangs up the phone and Shawn goes up stairs silently]

 Shugah: Hey hun, where were you last night. I waited up for you but you never came.

Shawn: I had a meeting

Shugah: All night Shawn?

Shawn:  Don’t start Shug. [Doorbell rings, both stare at the door] So are going to open the door?

Shugah: I might as well I do everything else around here.

Shawn: [Mumbles under his breath] I’m getting tired of your attitude.

Shugah: [Answers the door] Spyce, kids  what are you all doing here?

Spyce: Well you did say I could come what you havin’ doubts now?

Shugah: Cut the attitude Spyce. I didn’t know you were coming this early, I didn’t even get a chance to tell Shawn.

Shawn: Tell me what?

Shugah: [Swings door open with a grin on her face] that my sister and her kids will be staying with us for a while.

Shawn: Shug honey can I see you upstairs for a minute?

Spyce: So your not even goin’ to say hi to your niece and nephew Shawn damn.

Shugah: Spyce, don’t start.

Spyce: All right girl whatever you say.

[Shugah and Shawn go upstairs]

Shawn: So you started making decisions without me? You must have forgot I’m the one that works I run this!

Shugah: You know what Shawn! [Stops in mid sentence]

Shawn: What huh! Are you going to leave? Ha go if you want to without me your nothing.

Shugah: [Sighs] I’m going to feed the kids.

 

Act I Scene 3

 

Shawn is in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee at the breakfast table.  Spyce enters the scene in a pink bathrobe; she opens the fridge and pours herself a glass of orange juice.

 

Spyce: where’s Shugah?

Shawn: [Ignores her question]

Spyce: Oh so you don’t wanna speak to me? I see how it is.

Shawn: [With attitude] She went shopping.

Spyce: You know Shawn I don’t know why there gotta be beef between us, we use to be so good. Hell we use to be together, why it got to be like this?

Shawn: Be like what?

Spyce: You know what I’m talking about Shawn, were going to have to talk about this sooner or later so don’t play dumb.

Shawn: Why do I have to talk to you about anything when you are the one who aborted my baby?

Spyce: Shawn I was going though a lot when I told you that, and I told you that I was thinking about getting one I never said I went through with it.

[Awkward silence]

Shawn: So what does that mean?

Spyce: You do the math.

[Spyce’s son Shyne walks into the room]

 

 

Act II Scene 1

 

In a department store, Shugah is in the dressing room trying on gowns that Demitrus picked out for her.

 

Demitrus: Ooh girl your looking fierce in that dress!

Shugah: Thank you boo.

Demitrus: See girl I always be hookin you up.

Shugah: Yeah you do, I don’t know where I would be without you!

Demitrus: I know right! Haha what are you getting dressed up for anyways?

Shugah: My man is taking me out for our anniversary next month.

Demitrus:  I’m always hearing about this damn man of yours, when am I going to see a picture of him?

Shugah: [Takes out her cell phone and shows him a picture of Shawn.] That’s my boo! But I have to go all right bye D!

Demitrus: All right girl see you next week.

Co-worker: Ooh Dymond, ain’t that yo man!?

Demitrus:…. Um no it’s not him.

Co-worker: Mmhm.. Okay Imma leave it at that.

Demitrus: Bye boo I got to go clock out and go to Flava and mix some drinks.

Co-worker: Okay but make sure you go straight to club Flava and don’t be home wreckin on the way.

Demitrus: Whatever bye!

 

Act II Scene 2

 

At club Flava. Demitrus is behind the bar cleaning glasses. Spyce is sitting on a barstool.

 

Demitrus: You want me to make you a drink before the doors open girl?

Spyce:  Yeah Dymond you know what I like.

Demitrus: Oh wait. Are you dancing tonight?

Spyce:

Spyce:  Yeah but honey you know I got to get my drink on before I get my dance on hey!  

Demitrus: Uh uh girl you trying to get me fired.

Spyce: Whatever but tell me what’s good with you and that man you was messin’ with?

Demitrus: Oh girl he trying to fake on me. He wanna keep me a secret.

Spyce: Well you know want Dymond it sounds like he is playing games, and whenever a man starts playing games you got to play them 10 times harder.

Demitrus:  Yeah I feel you girl that’s why you my Flava of the week!

Spyce: Chocolate!

Demitrus: Caramel!

[Give each other a high five.]

Spyce: But look though Imma hook you up with my friend.

Demitrus: All right girl give him my number.

Spyce: I will, but let me go and get ready though it’s almost my turn I’ll call you later.

Demitrus: Bye Spicy! Ha ha

 

Act II Scene 3

 

Back at the Simmons home. Scene starts off in the basement, Shawn is down there watching a football game in his Lazyboy.  Spyce comes downstairs with a laundry basket and begins to sort some clothes.

 

Shawn:  Spyce I think you should put some clothes on what kind of example are you setting for your kids?

Spyce: First of all I do have clothes on, I’m wearing  a wife beater and a pair of shorts. Second of all you shouldn’t be worried about my kids and me and 3rd of all I’m a grown woman!

Shawn: I should care if the kid is mine. When were you planning to tell me anyways?

Spyce: Shawn I really don’t want to get into this right now.

Shawn: No we need to talk about it now; it’s been long enough.

Spyce: What’s there to talk about!? Shyne is yours there! You happy!

Shawn Why didn’t you say anything before!

Spyce: [Crying] because it was already too late, we had already broken up.

Shawn: Well I mean you told me you had an abortion what you expect me to do?

Spyce: No I told you I thought about getting one and I didn’t expect for you to go off and marry my sister!

Shawn: I didn’t know you felt so strongly about it.

Spyce: Well I did and I still do.

[Shawn walks over to Spyce and softly grabs her hand they stare at each other.]

Spyce: Shawn what are you doing?

Shawn: Shhh

[Begin kissing passionately]

Shawn: Oh Damn Shugah is in the driveway hurry up and get dressed!

Spyce: Oh my God she can’t find out!

[Spyce runs in the bathroom, Shawn walks upstairs to see Shugah walking through the front door.]

Shawn: Hey Shugah are you okay?

Shugah: I don’t know. I think I’m running a fever and I’m feeling light headed.

Shawn: Have you eaten anything?

Shugah: No I don’t have much of an appetite.

Shawn: Maybe you need to go to the doctor?

Shugah: Yeah I’ve already made an appointment.

Shawn: Let me go to the store and buy you some ginger ale.

Shugah: Okay thank you babe. Hey where’s my sister?

Shawn:[Stuttering]  I don’t know I haven’t seen her all afternoon.

[Shawn leaves Shugah goes downstairs.]

Shugah: Hey Spyce is that you? You okay?

Spyce:  [Head in the toilet] I’m okay just go upstairs.

Shugah: You don’t sound okay and don’t mean to be nosy but you’ve been throwing up often.

Spyce: Mind your business Shugah I’m fine.

Shugah: First of all Spyce you are my business you’re my sister living in my house which makes it my business! [Puts hands on hips] now when is the last time you’ve gotten you period?

Spyce: [Shrugs shoulders] I don’t know.

Shugah: Well I’m just going to call Shawn and tell him to pick up a pregnancy test for you. [Pulls out cell phone and calls Shawn] Ugh he’s not picking up the phone. Just clean this mess up and go lay down. [Shugah begins to walk upstairs] and open up a window! It smells horrible down here. Where are your kids?

Spyce: With their father.

Shugah All right I’m going to lie down. [Closes the basement door behind her and proceeds to her bedroom]

 

[Telephone rings and Shugah answers it]

Shugah: Hello

Hospital operator:  Hello this is Mary Walker calling from Universal hospital, may I please speak to Shugah Simmons.

Shugah: Yes this is she.

Hospital operator: Are you the wife of Shawn Simmons?

Shugah: Yes

Hospital operator: I’m sorry to inform you of the news but your husband has been in a car accident.

Shugah: oh my God!

Hospital operator: Don’t worry Mrs. Simmons he’s okay, a few cuts and bruises here and there but he’ll be just fine.  They’ve just checking his vitals.

Shugah Oh okay I’ll be there in an hour.

Hospital operator: That will be just fine.

Act III Scene 1

 

In the doctors office

Doctor: Do you want me to tell your family?

Shawn: No I’ll do it

Doctor: I’m going to prescribe a few medications for you.  And you need to come up with a list of your sexual partners to inform them of your situation. They deserve to know.

Shawn: Yeah okay.

Doctor: I’ll send your wife in.

Shugah: Oh my God baby is you okay?

Shawn: I’m fine hun don’t worry about it I just want to go home and lay down all right.

Shugah: All right I understand. [Kisses Shawn on the forehead]

 

Act III Scene 2

 

The day Shawn returns home, Shugah and Spyce go to the doctors office for their appointments and then share their results with each other back at the house.

 

Shugah: What the hell am I going to do Spyce? I mean here I am pregnant and I have HIV, I don’t understand how this could happen I’ve always been faithful to Shawn this makes no sense!

Spyce: Are you that stupid? He was obviously cheating on you!

Shugah: Shawn would never do that to me! Plus I don’t know why you’re acting all nonchalant about this, you in the same situation I’m in. Ha you got two fatherless kids, about to have a third one and you got the virus you pathetic.

Spyce: First of all honey who the hell do you think you are coming at me like that, I don’t know who told you that you were better than me, because obviously they lied. Oh and for the record my kids ain’t fatherless Dashiki father is Mookie, and Shyne’s father is your damn husband!

Shugah: you liar! Shawn would never touch you your disgusting

Spyce: Honey I was with him before you, and he wasn’t complaining about me last week boo boo.

 [Shugah runs up to Spyce to hit her then the doorbell rings and she decides to answer it]

Shugah: Demitrus! How do you know where I live?

Spyce: Dymond is that you boo?

Demitrus: Look I didn’t come here too conversant I’m just trying to settle this once and for all.

Shugah: Boy what are you talking about?

Demitrus: I’ve been intimate with Shawn for the past 2 years.

 

Act III Scene 3

  [Shugah and Spyce look at each other]

Spyce: If what your saying is true then Dymond your HIV positive.

Demitrus: HIV what! You better go sit down some where with that

Spyce: I’m not playing he gave it to all of us.

[Demitrus begins crying]

Shugah: So my husband went out and caught something from another man!

Demitrus: Excuse me before I met your trifling husband I never had anything don’t try to pin that burden on me!

[All begin to talk at once and argue]

Spyce: Wait a good minute why are we fighting each other we are the victims where is Shawn.

[The three of them walk upstairs and hear a noise in the bathroom Spyce opens the door.]

Spyce: Oh my God Shawn is in the bath tube he’s bleeding!

Shugah: I think he killed himself!

Demitrus: What in the world is going to happen now!

THE END 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To everyone out there

Posted in Uncategorized on May 27, 2008 by poeticrymes

If you are reading this post please dont leave here without leaving a comment on one of my pieces the feedback is needed and aperciated thanks fam! also you can add me on myspace at www.myspace.com/isuckatddr or check out my other blog were i talk about things other than my writing www.poeticrymes.blogspot.com  take care yall 1

A Song For Freedom

Posted in Poetry on May 27, 2008 by poeticrymes

Brenda FassieMiriam Makeba

 

 

This is a poem dedicated to the greats miriam makeba and brenda fassie the two beautiful african singers of south africa

Through the struggles of rasicim and apartheid,

You united your people through song and did so with such dignity and pride.

Making sure your song was heard,

Every single word.

Everyone from the poor single mothers cleaning homes to the rich house wives upon thrones.

Listened to your songs of struggle,

Understanding your message because it was loud and not suttle.

You are beautiful black women,

And you have always been driven.

Keeping your message strong,

Through your song,

And never keeping the worlds truth’s hidden.

You will be remembered until kingdom come,

This is for you

A song for freedom!!!!!!

 

 

 

Funny

Posted in Poetry on May 27, 2008 by poeticrymes

Its funny how the people you love the most could hurt you more than you enemies ever could,

Its funny how people do things to you that they said they never would.

Its funny how some people can live there lives in luxury one day, but when the world turns everything they have just crashs and burns.

Its funny how some people think they have everything but in fact have nothing,

Because even there lives are borrowed and in one day of time they must give it back.

Its funny how equality is what the world today lacks.

Its funny how all you can do sometimes  is breakdown crying,

Its funny how you can see some people smiling but inside slowly there soul is dying,

Its funny how some people just stop trying.

Hiwot:A Second Chance at Life

Posted in Short Stories on May 27, 2008 by poeticrymes

For years i asked myself why? why did God choose me to tell Hiwot’s story? I mean yes you could say we came from similar backgrounds but there was something so special and powerful about her something much greater than me. But all i know is that i will do as i have been asked and I will give hiwot’s story the justice it deserves. It all started one day as I was looking through pictures of my mother, warm tears rolled down my face as I remembered the way she died. She had gotten infected with HIV when I was 15, my father a heroin addict was the person who gave my mother the virus. He was shooting up with people he didnt know very well and when he found out he was infected he didnt even bother to tell my mother. Shortly after his death my mother got tested and when she found out the results she fell into a deep depression, one year later she died. And so there I was 16 years old with no mother, no father, and no money. I had no relatives so I jumped from one friends house to an other and sometimes even slept on the street, but I worked hard went to school and graduated high school and college. But I still felt like I had failed in life beacause I had not fufilled the one promise I had made to God that when I made it, I would help someone that was in the same situation I once was in. And then it came to me as I was watching a commercial on tv, it was about the orphaned children in Ethiopia that had lost there parents to AIDS so as I was watching I realized what I had to do I would adopt a child from Ethiopia. So I dried my tears, picked up the phone and called the number on the screen I had know idea of what I was getting myself into, all I knew was that I was going to fufill the promise I had neglected all those years ago. Meanwhile in Dire Dawa Ethiopia there lived a girl named Yodet, and on one gloomy night Yodet sat on the front steps of her rundown house crying you see she had gotten tested for HIV and the results were positive. Yodet was 17 years old, her father died when she was only 6 , all her life she watched her mother struggle working any job she could and when Yodet turned 16, her mother got hit by a car and was paralyzed from the waist down and Yodet ahd to start working to support the both of them. She looked for a job but no one would hire a young foolish girl, so she began to sell the one thing she knew she could her body and that is how she contracted the virus. After she was infected with HIV she found out she was pregnant, the doctors told her that she was to weak and that there was a chance she would die giving birth and there was a chance that the child would be HIV positive. Yodet put all her faith in God and decided to let what ever happened happen. She told her mother that if she were to die giving birth to name the child Hiwot. You see in the ethiopian language Hiwot means life and if yodet passed away she would live life through this child, also if the child was to be HIV positive by naming it Hiwot it would have the power to live. 9 months later yodet gave birth to a baby girl and just as the doctors said Yodet died giving birth and the child was HIV positive. Yodets mom kept the promise she had made to her daughter and named the child Hiwot. There was no way that she could raise in her condition so she gave her up to an adoption agency with a letter telling this remarkable story. That was 18 years ago I was the person who adopted Hiwot , I raised her as if she was my own child so today as I stand before Hiwots grave I do not cry because i know she is in a better place, she was such a powerful and inspirational being even though she was HIV positive she never let that get in her way. That is why I am so glad to even have known her. I think what most captured me was that Hiwots name gave her so much power and the will to live it also gave Yodet a second chance at life. I think that was what Hiwot was sent on earth to do and she fufilled her duty so now she is in a better place with her mother waiting for me.